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Layla. Alpha Jaxon had declared there to be a ball to honor the grand opening of the new pack house and tonight was the big night. I was extremely nervous as I have never attended anything so formal. I never even went to my high school prom because I didn't have any friends or enough money for a dress. Shelly and I had been going through every book we could possibly find on Fire Fairies and other creatures alike. We were trying to find any similarities, and although there were quite a few, none of them felt like me. She said we would probably know what I am once I felt the connection through the pages. I have yet to figure out what I am, and it feels like I am missing the last piece of the puzzle to figure out just who I am. I feel like I have no identity so to speak. I am sitting quietly in the beautiful room Jaxon had built just for me inside the pack house reading another book on demons. This is the second one I have attempted to read today and they just aren't speaking to me. I
Layla. I am completely blown away by what Sebastian and the girls have accomplished in the hour they have spent pampering me, if you can even call it that. I have felt pain like nothing I have ever experienced before, especially when Stacy got down to business in, well, my lady business. But everything is so smooth and I can't help but to feel my legs and arms as my fingertips glide smoothly across my bare skin. My eyebrows even have a shape to them that are a beautiful arch and Sebastian had tinted them to match my auburn hair. I stand looking at myself in the mirror, knowing I only have a moment to enjoy the way I feel about myself before I will need to meet Jaxon at the stairs leading down to the main level of the house. My dress is a dark forest green which compliments my pale skin very well. It is heart shaped with a deep v neck that almost reaches my navel. Due to the corset back, my boobs are pushed up under my chin making them look way larger than normal. The dress is fitted
Layla. There were so many people and the decorations were so sophisticated I was afraid to touch anything. Jaxon and I walked through the doors after the butler announced us and descended the stairs into the garden. Lights were strug above our heads and lanterns were on tables adorned with beautiful yellow roses and greenery. There were a handful of children running around and playing chase as they dodged through the party guests. I couldn't help but smile at their innocence. We slowly stroll through the pack and Jaxon stops to talk to pretty much everybody. I just say hello when he introduces me and I notice several questioning glances thrown at me from the pack people. "Jaxon, I need to use the restroom if you don't mind," I plead with him to allow me a moment to myself. This is far too many people for me. The bullet is also quite annoying as I have to try and keep it inside. Jaxon eyes me skeptically before glancing down at my lower half. "Leave it in if you know what's good f
Layla. The sky begins to darken as a storm begins to emerge out of nowhere. All the guests have stopped what they are dong completely to watch the drama unfold. I still have no idea why Grey is referring to me as Luna, but that's the least of my worries. My main concern is that the man I think I have started falling for, has clearly been doing things behind my back. I feel my chest tighten as an anxiety attack begins to build inside me. My hands are shaking as I try to control my fire but it is getting harder the more I look at Jaxon. Jaxon storms down the steps and begins towards Grey who squats down in a fighters stance. Trev pushes me further back and he, too, is about to face off with the Alpha. All because of me. The closer Jaxon gets I see both Trev and Grey twitching waiting for a fight to errupt. Just as Jaxon makes it to the edge of the dance floor, Grey shifts into his beautiful wolf and snarls threateningly at Jaxon, daring him to come any closer to me. "I'm not here to
Jaxon. I watch as Layla paces infront of Magenta, Grey, Trev, and myself. I feel like I am back in pup school and about to be scolded for some wrong doing we got ourselves into. Our headmistress was strict and Layla's scowl matches that of Headmistress Wendy. I don't even know how we have gotten to this place tonight. I remember getting a mind link from Magenta saying one of the Omega's had cut their hand in the kitchen and it wasn't healing. (Flashback to earlier this evening) I went inside to investigate the Omega's hand when Magenta mind linked again saying she had taken the Omega to the medical suite to gather bandages. I headed towards to medical suite and when I got there, all the lights were off. Even with our keen eye sight, it would be easier to patch someone up in a well lit room. "My, my, you look ravishing tonight," I hear Magenta purr as she steps out of the shadows on the other side of the patient table. Her dress is far too revealing for my taste and the way she is
Gretchen is wearing black ripped jeans with a black v neck long sleeve. She has her green snake wrapped around her wrist, I can't remember his name. Her red hair is made up of bouncing curls that reach down to her shoulders. She has brown eyes and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Although she looks around 20 years of age, she is actually closer to 150 years as witches age slower than most supernaturals. She is very powerful, very wise, and a woman you would never want to cross. "Ah, Jaxon, let's have a look at you." She says as she comes closer and holds me at arms length eyeing me up from head to toe. I hear Layla growl at her due to the fact I am still naked. "Gretchen, good to see you, High Priestess. You are early, I hope you traveled well," I respond politely as I slowly pull out of her embrace and place my hands infront of my junk. "Now, now, no need to be shameful. It's nothing I haven't seen before," She says as she chuckles. My eyes pop out of my head and I can feel
Layla.We enter Jaxon's dark room and I sniff in deeply enjoying the smell of his room because it smells like him. But right now it is tainted with the smell of Magenta on his skin crossed with blood and sweat."You need a shower, you smell like your lover," I snap at him while still in his arms. Before I can react, I am free falling to the floor with a loud thud as Jaxon literally drops me from his arms."Didn't Gretchen show you what happened? How can you be such a brat about something that was out of my control!" He fumes as he glares daggers at me from above."She did show me, but what I don't understand is how you could have even let it get to that point in the first place. How you could trust her enough not to worry about what she may do. I encountered her one time before she slobbed all over you, and I could even tell her spirit animal should have been a fricken snake!" I growl back at him as I raise to my feet. I stab my finger into his chest hard before continuing, "Did you e
Jaxon. I have never apologized to anybody for any choice I have made in life. I have always kept my pride in check and accepted whatever consequences have been thrown my way for the choices I made, even in my younger years. My father taught me that if you make a choice you better make the right one, and even if you don't, you stick to your choice no matter what. But I knew I needed to try and atone for what happened last night, even if I wasn't in the wrong. I know I also need to speak to Trev and Grey and possibly apologize to them as well. And I need to make a formal announcement about Layla being the true Luna and my fated mate to the pack. I know they will have questions and want to know why it has taken me so long to announce her. They have waited just as long as I have to have a Luna. Someone to guide them and have empathy, as well as someone to help me see reason when I may form biased opinions from time to time. When I got out of the shower last night and couldn't find Layl
Jaxon grabs me by my waist and lifts me up before turning me and bending me over the sink basin. I am looking as myself in the mirror and I see him behind me eyeing my plump cheeks. He looks into my eyes in the mirror and that wolfish grin greets me like an old friend. He lifts his hand and slaps it hard across my right cheek and I know that it will leave a mark. I feel heat drip down my legs from the pleasure of the pain. Jaxon dips his middle finger between my thighs and twists just the tip of his finger around my entrance before he withdraws and sucks the juices off. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he licks it clean. The act alone causes a shiver to run down my spine."Do you like when I spank you, little sparrow?" Jaxon asks and his voice is laced with Ash's voice making it deep and crackley. I nod my head unable to find my voice, "Use your words Layla or this stops now." Jaxon commands."Yes, Alpha," I respond breathlessly."Tell me what you like.""I like when you spank
Layla. Jaxon and I spent the morning cleaning up the mess of ash out of my room. We also got ahold of Sebastian and asked if he could update my room after the builders fix it up. I still feel such strong guilt at what happened but Jaxon has reassured me I can't control what I dream nor how it will affect me. I had told him what my dream was about and he had looked concerned before mind linking Trev to see if he could get in touch with Gretchen. If she doesn't show up in the next few days we will have to disappear for a while. The outside world beyond our borders has been extremely quiet. Almost too quiet. Every so often when I take my morning run along the borders I get this feeling that I am being watched. I have told Jaxon about it but everytime he sends his trackers and a few patrol wolves out, they can't find any sign that anybody was there. The feeling doesn't happen every time I run otherwise I would think some paranoia had set in, but it is happening more frequently that it i
Jaxon. Last night after dinner, Layla and I decided to go for a walk through the packlands and look at the empty night sky getting to know each other better. I've learned her favorite color is sky blue, favorite food is Italian of any kind, she hates the smell of red peppers, and she never had a pet growing up but she always wanted a cat. A white one to be exact. She also told me about her childhood and how empty it was. My heart broke for her because she literally had no one growing up, not even a friend. My life was so full of love from my family, the pack, a never ending supply of friends. That's the beauty of belonging to a pack, you never feel alone. She said that's why she loves being here so much, she feels accepted even if she is different from all the wolves, she has never been made to feel left out. Except when she was in the cells originally and when the accident with Emma happened. But she understood both instances and still feels so much guilt about Emma. I miss my siste
Layla. I am running through the field of wild flowers, the place where Jaxon brought me when I had my minor break down. Our place. It is dark tonight but the full moon illuminates my way. I can hear the screaming of my pack members and I push my legs harder and faster as I race to save them. I can hear Ash's paws as they beat against the dirt trying to get to me, but I can't see him. He was at the packhouse getting us some drinks when the wolves breached our boarders and started the attack only moments ago. I can hear wolves howling all around the meadow inside the forest line. They are getting closer. Just as Ash breaks through the tree line a fire ball crashed into the earth right next to him. He quickly jumps to the side and throws his head up to the sky. The moon is beginning to cry again and it's tears are like fire balls crashing into the earth. They are unpredictable where they land and they have no remorse for the casualties they cause. The falling fire balls light up a path
Jaxon. It has been four days sense Gretchen left to go to her old coven and try to solidify some answers as to what Layla is. She never did tell us her thoughts because she wanted to be sure. I have eight days before she is supposed to return, otherwise I need to get Layla out of here. I don't even know where we would go or if I would even have the strength to leave the pack without their Alpha. Things the last four days have seemed almost too easy. No attacks, Layla and I are becoming more and more public with our affection, the pack seems to like her immensely. I couldn't be more grateful for their acceptance of their future Luna, and I couldn't be more blessed with this bond the Moon Goddess has chosen for me. We still have not marked each other yet, I still feel deep down that it is not the right time. Something in the universe is sending me mixed signals so I have waited. Layla doesn't seem to mind that I haven't marked her yet and agrees with me that it is not the right time.
Gretchen. The wind is rustling the leaves of the tree above me. It's dark, too dark. Even for this clouded night, it's almost as if the sky is falling and closing in on me. There is only one thing that can make me feel this suffocated. Black Magic. (Flashback- 5 Hours Ago) I had reached my previous coven two nights after I left Alpha Jaxon's pack and was greated with burned down houses, hanging witches swinging from the trees. Not even the young children were spared. Everyone I used to know, love, and chant with, are just gone. I searched every house, store, even the small council office. Nothing but silence and the pungent smell of rotting flesh. The magic of the dead floated through the air like a thick and tainted fog, making it hard to breath. And yet, I could still smell the simmering sparks of live magic in the air. I knew I had to be vigilant, so I had quickly drawn a memory erasing vigil in the dirt. I used my blood in both chalices; the one that the spell is used agains
Jaxon.I cant believe she accepted his offer. I cant let that happen. Ever. For one, Layla would not be able to handle his aggressive state when mating and she would end up getting seriously hurt or worse. And for two, because she is our mate and I have not marked her yet, Ash would mark her and if he marks her in his wolf form, she will more than likely die from the impact of the injury. His canines would pierce through her bone and rip apart blood vessels or worse, arteries, and she could bleed out. Add that to the amount of venom that would produce through his canines virsus the amount produced through my teeth and the concoction would burn through her organs like acid. She still maintains her human form and has never completed her shift and I know her organs are not as strong as those of wolves. Nothing about her dainty human form would be able to prepare her for mating with a full wolf. Even with her flames, I don't think it would even be enough to counter the effect of the venom
I take off running through the halls and can still hear everyone yelling encouraging words to their Alpha to catch me. I can hear his echoing footsteps through the halls, but I have a lead on him. I turn down the hall that leads to the stairs and I run at full speed, my feet slapping against the marble floors. Getting to the stairs I begin taking them two at a time trying to reach the safety of my room before Jaxon catches me. I just reach the top of the third floor when I am tackled to the floor and the air in my lungs escapes in one violent whoosh. It doesn't hurt but it caught me by surprise as I hadn't even heard him catch up. Jaxon flips me over onto my back and pins my hands next to my head. We are both out of breath and covered in food, my hair sticks to the floor from the hickory sauce. I look at Jaxon and see the after effects of the cake bomb covering his chest and splattered across his cheeks. "You've got a little something right-" I am cut off when he claims my lips in a
Layla.Sitting on Jaxon's lap visiting with the other pack members has actually been a huge comfort. I never dreamed I could fit in and allow myself to feel like I am apart of a family. A family that I still have yet to fully figure out, but a family none the less."Here, Allie, let me take RoRo so you can finish eating," I suggest as I stretch my arms across the table for the baby."You haven't ate anything yet, either," Allie says as she tries to juggle RoRo and cut her steak at the same time. I push up on Jaxon's lap and lean over, trying to avoid his plate of food infront of me, and grab the baby. Allie, seeing my attempt to hold the sweet child, finally obliges and meets me half way to hand the baby over.Holding little RoRo I can't help but feel a warmth of joy spread throughout my heart and it is so overwhelming I feel my eyes tear up at the thought of holding my own daughter some day. I never had the white picket fence family growing up, quite the opposite really. But I know I